What's the worst mansplaining you've ever been witness to?

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Some bloke just mansplained my own business to me, a business I built myself, from scratch. I built the company, the website, the lot. Utter cockwomble! Obviously he knows better than my oestrogen addled brain grrr

A best friend explained my mental health condition to me... The condition I researched massively to learn to understand .

I’ve got a female friend who does this actually. I work for a charity and someone else asked me about it. Friend immediately answered for me and told the other person all about what it was like to work there (which she doesn’t). I couldn’t get a word in.

Gah I've just had ANOTHER one but I've woken up VERY hormonal and not up to taking this shit today!

Tesco delivery arrives and I'd ordered 3 leeks as part of my order. Delivery guy gives me one leek. I say I've ordered 3 and where are the other 2. He says I must be mistaken and if I want 3 then when I order I need to toggle the number from 1 to 2 to 3. Well no shit Sherlock! I asked for the receipt to show I've ordered 3 and he says he'll get it for me when he's finished bringing the shopping from the van whilst smugly smiling at me with a head tilt.
Eventually got the receipt and showed him where it says '3' next to the leeks and he just says he doesn't have them so call customer services and even though I proved I had put 3 in my order he went over again how to place my order correctly.

So yeah, he tried to teach me how to count to fucking three this morning!

I'm not sure I've ever received a mansplaination . There is one (male) friend who always has to be right about everything. I got into a serious argument about coffee. He hates the stuff, but I was obviously wrong in my opinion - his wife (an avid coffee-drinker) had to jump in and rescue me in the end.

Then there was the IT guy at college. It was the days before WiFi, and if you wanted to get onto the college dial-up network the IT dept would configure the settings for you. I took my laptop home in the holidays, changed the settings but couldn't log on at home. So when I returned to college I took the computer to the IT office and asked the guy there for help. He looked at me with disdain, (obviously the blonde female in front of him knew NOTHING!) and cockily plugged it into the socket clearly convinced this would take him 2 minutes to sort out. One and a half days later I got my computer back! At least the whole department treated me with respect after that!!!!!

The only I've been anything like mansplained to was by a woman, a friend of DP's. She was visiting from Australia, and seemed convinced she was taking him back as Hubby number 7. I was a (minor) flaw in her plan, and her way round it seemed to be to treat me like an idiot and flatter DP's brains. A few times she'd ask DP about something that she knew was my 'specialist subject' so he'd just turn round and refer to me, which she then tried to ignore. The best, however, was the five-minute lecture I got from her regarding how our outdoor security light worked. Not in any great detail, just the basic 'when you walk past it will sense you and then come on' level. But she managed to string it out for over five minutes. I just let her - it was hilarious!

I'm a bookkeeper. My friend's husband mansplained to me his new business plan, whilst he confused turnover with profit, and how he was going to buy a brand new Range Rover through the business so it's free. He also did this whilst leaving a plastic plate on the BBQ.

His business actually involved using a BBQ...

My mum used to 'second hand mansplain

Also known on MN as 'I asked my husband and he says...' which of course trumps all lady arguments previously expressed on the thread.

DH keeps getting this urge to explain anything he's recently learnt, as if he's the world expert on it. He also gets most of his news and politics knowledge from me (I work in government so rant daily...).
So at least twice a week he tells me about what might happen in the next exciting episode of Brexitorystenders.

And I go "I know, I told you that yesterday."

On the plus side, he realises he does it and is excellent at getting builders/bank managers/estate agent/garages to speak to me as appropriate and has at least half a dozen times walked out of businesses who refuse to treat me as the one who knows about our house and admin.

@KatharinaRosalie

Also known on MN as 'I asked my husband and he says...' which of course trumps all lady arguments previously expressed on the thread

Yes! nothing more depressing on a thread full of female accountants/lawyers/pilots/etc than for a woman to come on and say "well DH says XYZ".

Especially when DH is invariable a truck driver whom once had a run in with HMCE/got divorced/took a flight to Alicante,

We were once at MIL's and she had a couple of other distant relatives visiting as well. We go to her house fairly often and I have parked on her long awkward drive many times. Didn't stop elderly male distant relative from insisting on helping me to reverse out of the drive and onto the road though, by walking backwards behind me with many shouts and hand signals. He's never done that when DH is driving.

This thread has reminded me when I started work as a cashier in Costco.

I was being trained on how to use a till - not my first retail job by the way - and the dude decided to literally talk me through counting the money.

“If you like you can put five 20p pieces together to make a pound”.

“You need to count in 5s for the 5p pieces”.

I did just say i knew how to count money and he didn’t need to talk me through my times tables.

He was such a bellend.

Secondhand mansplaining. Had that, too.

Remember I said I'm an experienced sound engineer and performer? Well, my day job is teaching kids to operate the equipment and play musical instruments. Another part of my moneymaking exploits is teaching adults/children outside school. I even have real qualifications in this shit. Some of my students have gone on from not even knowing how to hold an instrument to earning money from playing it within 3 years. One of the instruments I teach is guitar.

Niece's PFB plays guitar and wanted to upgrade to an electric. She asked for suggestions/recommendations.

I very carefully - because I was asked - went into a detailed set of recommendations tailormade for the child, their financial circumstances, her current ability level, her preferred styles and aims regarding education. What with my being fully involved with the GCSE and Vocational requirements for several boards, as well as those for Graded exams, I think I probably know a fair bit about what guitar would be suitable.

I also took into account the general manufacturing standards and simple alterations that can be made to render a previously inadequate instrument and rig into a thing of beauty and wonder (such as changing the gauge of strings or getting it from a proper shop where they can do full set up/adjust the action/etc.) and made suggestions for adapting to the effect of playing steel strings on young fingers when they've only ever played a Spanish/Classical before.

The reply 'Thanks, but Fred is our resident expert, so we've decided we're going with him'.

'Fred' is niece's BIL. 'Fred' does not teach. 'Fred' plays clarinet. At around the Grade 1 level so lots of honking noises interspersed with squeaks. 'Fred' does not play guitar. 'Fred' does not know how to play any stringed instrument he's borderline on the one he claims to play as it is.

But as 'Fred' has two bollocks and a dick as well as an abused £120 clarinet, he's apparently better placed to advise upon electric guitar purchases than I.

They got a piece of shit overpriced generic guitar from Argos --with a warped neck from being slung around on a warehouse floor for six months.

Oh well, couldn't have a mere female make any suggestions, could they?

My favourite one I’ve witnessed was seeing a male relative explaining to his SIL how to treat a nasty, but not overly serious injury her mother had in a fall. He kept banging on about how she had to listen as he’d recently done a first aid course - she’s a Dr who has worked in A&E for a number of years.

A couple of weeks ago I made a passing comment about my DD3’s sleep pattern. DH’s best mate, father to a three month old baby, launched into a long and patronising explanation of how I had to set a routine and stick to it. His wife told him to shut up and remember that I have 6 kids.

He’s been like that with everyone since the moment she was pregnant. Another friend mentioned she was having a scan at 8 weeks. He interrupted her twice to say “12 weeks” and then when she, patiently said, “no 8” he told her there was no such thing. He did have the grace to look mortified when she said that she had them for a specific medical reason and that she’d had 10 so far as she’s had 14 pregnancies that have ended in miscarriage or serious issues.

lyralalala, male relatives ... oh well!

I've an uncle who keeps on banging on about technology and how it works and what I should consider.

He was the person put in charge of dealing with THE computer at the office in 1989, hasn't kept up and struggles with MS Outlook.

I've got degrees in Computer Science (BSc and MSc) and Software Engineering (MEng) and am a senior manager responsible for a workforce of 500 tech professionals - many of whom are better qualified than myself. But he knows better. Of course he does.

I thought I was going to be mansplained to earlier when I was manoeuvring my car through a small gap. Instead the guy just shouted out "awesome driving mate" I had to check my genitals to make sure I hadn't grown a penis 🤣

Im a sports physio and at least once a week get random men at matches who decide to explain rugby to me. I'm also a trained rugby coach.

Met a group of 3 men at the end of a long and difficult hiking trail, they had done it in a group and when I told them I'd done it alone one of them went on and on about how I couldn't have as that would be 'impossible' (urrr maybe for you mate). I then made the mistake of telling him that I was studying for a PhD...he then went on to (incorrectly) explain my topic to me for about 15 minutes (based on a video he'd watched on youtube!)

I have been mansplained just about everything, including my job, my country of birth, how to board a train, how to operate a shower (yes, really), how to lock my door, how to walk in high heels, but the top prize goes to the knobhead who mansplained to me MY OWN FUCKING NAME!!

I am not a native English speaker, and hearing a foreign accent seems to spur the mansplainers into action. Being female AND foreign, I am obviously thick and in need of guidance for just about everything

Oh, another one from me:
I use an interactive whiteboard a lot, but also part of my role involves editing documents so thought that it would be useful to have two monitors on my desk so I could have an extended desktop.
I spoke to the IT guy where I work and he told me it just wasn't possible. Knowing that it was, I bought my own signal splitter and second monitor just to prove him wrong. (It's very useful and I will take what I bought with me when I leave...)
I even put it on my Facebook with the comment 'when someone tells you something isn't possible and you go out of your way to prove them wrong' - we are Facebook friends - strangely he didn't comment. 😀

I once picked up a hire car while mine was in for repair. Drove it to work, parked, all fine.
When I came to leave, it would not go into reverse. I called the hire place and the patronisingly explained all the different ways cars can go into reverse. I'd tried them all. They stop didn't believe me and I had to go and get someone with a penis to confirm (and very kindly push my out of the space).
When I got back to the hire place they had the cheek to say it was a common fault in that model!

A bloke's company hired my company to go out onto a construction site, which was technically the sealant layer of a new landfill site [before the landfill is in there] and take cores which involved hammering into the ground a metal collar which is about the size of a baked bean tin. Just alot thicker.

Bearing in mind they were paying us to do this actual job; the man who showed me where on site they wanted the cores taking, took the tools off me, hammered the cores in, dug them out and all I had to do was bag them up.

It was my actual job to do this, it what they paid for and he wouldn't let me pick up the tools, what with my lady hands and all.

Stupid tosser. Still it made my day brighter as it wasn't the most awe inspiring parts of my job.

I needed to access a website for work but due to the content of the website it was blocked by IT. I contacted IT to have the block removed, only to have the man on the help desk explain to me how to put a website address into the navigation bar.

I called it once with a problem on a server. I was waiting for something like that but they guy took me seriously, believed me when I told him what the problem was and took into account all the checks and tests I had previously done.
He now regrets that as he's my go to guy for any problems and I've spread it round that he is approachable and competent!

Oh @@MitziK what a bunch of idiots. They'll figure out soon enough who's advice they should have taken xx

These are amazing

I love this.

This has happened to me abut 2 million times:

Me: This thing is not working. I already tried X.

Manly man: Tsk, it's really simple. [Tries X]. Oh. It doesn't work!